I really love that city. It’s so full of pretty and nice.
I’m going to let lists and photos speak for themselves in this one.*
- We had breakfast outside, and then strolled through, the Parc Georges-Brassens.
- We perused the book market at Parc Georges-Brassens.
- We got very excited over silly things at the Marché aux Puces de la Porte de Vanves.
- We saw the Thinker and had tea in the gardens of the Musée Rodin.
- We had lunch at the foot of la Tour Eiffel.
- I melted at the books and wonders of Shakespeare & Co.
- We saw Notre Dame.
- We ate a super tasty, super fancy dinner! I’ve never enjoyed a bloody steak so much!
- We wanted a drink and found ourselves in an Irish bar, of course.
- The queues for the Musée d’Orsay were ridiculously long so we skipped it and went for breakfast.
- We strolled romantically** through la Pigalle and Montmartre and saw the Sacré Coeur.
- I bought pretty shoes and a vintage 1930’s ball dress at the Marché aux Puces de Saint Ouen.
- We had the most amazing Italian pizza. In. The. World.
- We ascended la Tour Eiffel at night. It was pretty. In the elevator on the top, a girl asked “Are you going down?” We giggled.
- We saw l’Arc de Triomphe and ate ice-cream on the Champs Elysées.
- We were dreadfully hungry and ended up with bad machine coffee and overpriced pastries for breakfast. Boo.
- We visited the Pompidou and I decided, once and for all, that I don’t like modern or abstract art.
- We walked around the Louvre and soaked up the sun at the Jardin des Tuileries.
- We walked around the Galeries Lafayette a bit.
- I died a little with happiness when I bought macarons from Ladurée. They were exquisite!!
- We walked loads. Like, loads!
It was an amazing trip and a great end to my two months in France!
*And there are no links, extraordinarily.
**As romantically as one can possibly be in a red light district.